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Kumar Sujeet

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मेरी उजड़ी हुई बस्ती को यूँ ही वीरान रहने दो, खुशियाँ रास नहीं आती मुझे परेशान रहने दो.... ©Kumar Sujeet sad song

मेरी उजड़ी हुई बस्ती को यूँ ही वीरान रहने दो, खुशियाँ रास नहीं आती मुझे परेशान रहने दो.... ©Kumar Sujeet sad song

Prince Jaiswal

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radhe radhe ©Prince Jaiswal bhakti song

radhe radhe ©Prince Jaiswal bhakti song

Divya Shrotriya

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green-leaves Redamancy He is a shooter, I am a writer. He has guns, I have pens. He has bullets, I have roses. He kills people, I save lives. He takes revenge, I forgive people. He makes people bow down to him,I don't bow down to anyone. He scares people with his strength,I make people aware with my words. He looks at me, I ignore him. He is an enemy, I am a friend. He spreads hatred, I spread love. He takes lives, I give lives. He lives in darkness, I live in light. He loves me, I hate him. He is ready to die for me,I refuse to live for him. He wants to make me his own,I want to save my freedom. He wants to bind me in his love,I want to find freedom in my words. He loves the red color of blood,I love the red color of love. He is a wild lion, I am a cuckoo. He roars, I sing. He likes the sound of gunfire , I prefer the sound of silence. How will this love story begin... ©Divya Shrotriya #Love #Impossible #him #Blood #poem metaphysical poetry Extraterrestrial life

green-leaves Redamancy He is a shooter, I am a writer. He has guns, I have pens. He has bullets, I have roses. He kills people, I save lives. He takes revenge, I forgive people. He makes people bow down to him,I don't bow down to anyone. He scares people with his strength,I make people aware with my words. He looks at me, I ignore him. He is an enemy, I am a friend. He spreads hatred, I spread love. He takes lives, I give lives. He lives in darkness, I live in light. He loves me, I hate him. He is ready to die for me,I refuse to live for him. He wants to make me his own,I want to save my freedom. He wants to bind me in his love,I want to find freedom in my words. He loves the red color of blood,I love the red color of love. He is a wild lion, I am a cuckoo. He roars, I sing. He likes the sound of gunfire , I prefer the sound of silence. How will this love story begin... ©Divya Shrotriya #Love #Impossible #him #Blood #poem metaphysical poetry Extraterrestrial life